The random ramblings of an aspiring Poet, tilted on one side and uneasy on the other - Given to Natalie A Fiawoo S.O.A.P

Monday, January 10, 2011

Shy guy

He spoke to me with uncomfortable eyes and uncertain body language but forced himself to speak none the less.
It has been so long since anybody was so enamoured by me that it made them nervous.
Made them shift from foot to foot or speak quickly and run off.
I almost forgot that it was possible.
His genuine approval of my mind and body beautiful made me smile.
"I saw you from over there and wanted to come and say hi" he quickly mumbled.
Made me humbled.